Live More [Mikhail, Lilith]

Aha! So these magnificent lands were the Golden Peninsula! Yes, even just from their beauty, Mikhail could certainly see how they had been named thus, since the days of antiquity. In every record of great prestige, all had referred to it thus, but that was not why he had come here. No, rather, he had come because he was aware that these were lands which still sat in disarray after the war several years ago.

It was the duty of a good knight, of course, to travel where help may be needed, but there was additional purpose in his questing. Others who may seek to help the downtrodden would surely come to these lands, and it was those sorts of traveling medicine-men that Mikhail always sought. They, at least, could certainly have the cure for the vile curse which lay upon the princess, would they not?

Alas, yet another search had gone without reward. One of the many hospitals in these lands had given him little reward, but he could not blame them. Who, after all, might travel to distant Nartia without adequate certainty they had answers, and without great recompense?

Still, he could not give up, and so he carried himself into one of countless small stalls dotting the streets, a smile still on his face despite there being no answers of yet.

"Good day! A moo hong and a cold beer, if you would!"

If nothing else, a good meal, and ideally pleasant companions at this little eatery, could at least be found.